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HYMNS  FOR  YOUNG  CHILDREN. 


J  GocPs  Condescension  praised.  O.  M. 

ANGELS  adore  thee,  and  rejoice, 
Such  praise  to  thee  belongs; 
But  -wilt  thou  hear  my  feeble  voice, 
Amid  their  lofty  songs  1 

2  My  feeble  powers  can  never  rise 

To  praise  thee  as  I  ought : 
For  thou  art  great,  and  good,  and  wise 
Beyond  my  highest  thought. 

3  In  heaven,  thy  glories,  Lord,  resound, 

And  children  join  the  song : 
And  O  may  I  at  last  be  found 
Among  that  happy  throng ! 

4  There  we  shall  better  praises  bring, 

And  raise  our  voices  higher ; 
Angels  will  teach  us  how  to  sing, 
And  we  shall  never  tire. 

Q  Adoring  Christ.  8s,  &  7S* 

MAY  I  love  thee  and  adore  thee, 
O  thou  bleeding,  dying  Lamb ; 
Teach  my  heart  to  bow  before  thee, 
Kindie  there  a  sacred  flame. 

2  Teach  me  what  I  am  by  nature, 
How  to  lift  my  thoughts  on  high ; 
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2  PRAISE  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

Teach  me,  0  thou  great  Creator, 
How  to  live  and  how  to  die. 

O  Invitation  to  praise  fj.  M 

COME,  let  us  join  the  hosts  above, 
Now  in  our  youthful  days  ; 
Remember  our  Creator's  love, 
And  lisp  our  Father's  praise. 

2  His  Majesty  will  not  despise 

The  day  of  feeble  things  ; 
Grateful  the  songs  of  children  rise, 
And  please  the  King  of  kings. 

3  He  loves  to  be  remembered  thus, 

And  honoured  for  his  grace  ; 
Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes  like  us 
His  wisdom  calls  forth  praise. 

4  Glory  to  God,  and  praise  and  power, 

Honour  and  thanks  be  given ; 
Children  and  cherubim  adore 
The  Iiord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

4  God's  Goodness  praised.  JL.  M 

PRAISED  be  the  Lord,  that  love  is  shed', 
In  heavenly  blessings  on  our  head; 
He  calls  the  young  to  seek  his  face, 
And  bids  them  know  his  wondrous  grace, 

2  The  hungry  soul  his  goodness  feeds, 
His  feeble  flock  he  gently  leads, 
Deigns  in  his  arms  the  young  to  bear, 
And  makes  them  his  peculiar  care. 


PRAISE  AND  THANKSGIVING.  3 

Q  '  Praise  to  Christ.  C.  M. 

COME,  happy  children,  come  and  raise 
Your  voice  with  one  accord ; 
Come,  sing  the  cheerful  song  of  praise, 
And  bless  your  Saviour  Lord. 

2  Sing  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 

Who  pardons  all  your  sin, 
And  says  that  such  as  seek  his  face, 
Shall  life  eternal  win. 

3  Sing  of  the  wonders  of  his  love, 

And  praise  and  glory  give, 
To  him  who  left  his  throne  above, 
And  died  that  you  might  live. 

4  Sing  of  the  wonders  of  his  truth, 

And  read  in  every  page, 
The  promise  made  to  earliest  youth, 
Fulfilled  to  latest  age. 

5  Sing  of  the  wonders  of  his  power, 

Who  with  his  own  right  arm, 
Upholds  and  keeps  you  every  hour, 
And  shields  your  soul  from  harm. 

6  Sing  of  the  wonders  of  his  name, 

And  Jesus  Christ  adore ; 
Him  for  your  Lord  and  God  proclaim, 
And  praise  him  evermore. 

©  Invitation  to  praise.  C.  M, 

COME,  children,  let  us  Jesus  praise, 
His  holy  name  adore ; 


PRAISE  AND  THAITKSGTVIWO. 

0  let  us  love  him  all  our  days, 
And  praise  him  evermore. 

Twas  Jesus  who,  the  Lord  of  all, 

For  us  became  so  poor; 
Twas  Jesus  raised  us  from  the  fall,— 

O  praise  him  evermore. 

'Twas  Jesus  who  did  bleed  and  die 

"When  all  our  sins  he  bore ; 
Tis  Jesus  pleads  for  us  on  high,— 

O  praise  him  evermore. 

Tis  Jesus,  to  prepare  a  place 

For  us,  is  gone  before ; 
Tis  Jesus  bids  us  seek  his  face,— 

O  praise  him  evermore. 

f  Praise  for  Health.  S.  M. 

HOW  gracious  is  my  God, 
Who  gives  me  more  than  wealth ; 
And  more  than  mortals  could  bestow 
The  precious  gift  of  health. 

;  That  health  I  would  devote 
To  spread  his  praise  abroad. 
And  would  my  youthful  hours  employ 
To  love  and  serve  my  God. 

I  How  many  children  lie 

On  beds  of  grief  and  pain  ; 
They  hope  and  wait  for  health  and  ease, 
But  wait  and  hope  in  vain. 

[  0  may  I  ne'er  forget 

My  God  so  good  and  kind, 


PRAISE  AND  THANKSOrVIKO.  b 

But  serve  him  with  my  every  power 
Of  body  and  of  mind. 

§  GodPs  Goodness  praised.  O.  M. 

LORD,  I  would  own  thy  tender  care, 
And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
The  food  I  eat,  the  clothes  I  wear, 
Are  all  bestowed  by  thee. 

2  Tis  thou  preservest  me  from  death 

And  danger  every  hour ; 
I  cannot  draw  another  breath, 
Unless  thou  give  me  power. 

3  My  health,  and  friends,  and  parents  dear 

To  me  by  God  are  given ; 
I  have  not  any  blessing  here, 
But  what  is  sent  from  heaven. 

4  Such  goodness,  Lord,  and  constant  care, 

A  child  can  ne'er  repay ; 
But  may  it  be  my  daily  prayer 
To  love  thee  and  obey. 

<^  Special  Mercy  praised.  C.  M. 

WHENE'ER  I  take  my  walks  abroad, 
How  many  poor  I  see  ! 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  gifts  to  me  ] 

2  Not  more  than  others  I  deserve, 
Yet  God  hath  given  me  more ; 
For  1  have  food  while  others  starve, 
Or  beg  from  door  to  door. 


6  PRAISE  A1TD  THA5KSGIVIK6. 

3  While  some  poor  wretches  scarce  can  tell 

Where  they  may  lay  their  head, 
I  have  a  home  wherein  to  dwell, 
And  rest  upon  my  bed. 

4  While  others  early  learn  to  swear, 

And  curse,  and  lie,  and  steal ; 
Lord,  I  am  taught  thy  name  to  fear, 
And  do  thy  holy  will. 

5  Are  these  thy  favours,  day  by  day, 

To  me  above  the  rest? 
Then  let  me  love  thee  more  than  they, 
And  strive  to  serve  thee  best. 

t£k  Praise  for  Mercies.  L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  voice  I  raise, 
To  thee  my  youngest  hours  belong  ; 
I  would  begin  my  life  with  praise, 
Till  growing  years  improve  the  song. 

2  Tis  to  thy  sovereign  grace  I  owe, 
That  I  was  born  on  Christian  ground ; 
Where  streams  of  heavenly  mercy  flow, 
And  words  of  sweet  salvation  sound. 

3  Thy  glorious  promises,  0  Lord, 
Kindle  my  hopes,  and  my  desire ; 
Wrhile  all  the  preachers  of  thy  word 
Warn  me  to  escape  eternal  fire. 

4  Thy  praise  shall  still  employ  my  breath, 
Since  thou  hast  marked  my  way  to  heaven ; 
Nor  will  I  run  the  road  to  death, 

And  waste  the  blessings  thou  hast  given. 


PRAISE  AND  THANKSGIVING.  7 

|  1  Worthy  the  Lamb.  6,  4. 

GLORY  to  God  on  high ! 
Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 
"  Praise  ye  his  name  !" 
Angels,  his  love  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore ; 
Saints,  sing  for  evermore, 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb !" 

2  Join  all  the  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless; 

Praise  ye  his  name. 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
Making  a  cheerful  noise, 
Shouting,  with  heart  and  voice, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb !" 

3  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name ; 
Still  will  we  tribute  bring ; 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King ; 
And,  through  all  ages,  sing, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

1  Js  Praise  for  Privileges.  C.  M. 

I  THANK  the  goodness  and  the  grace 
Which  on  my  birth  have  smiled, 
And  made  me  in  these  Christian  days, 
A  highly  favoured  child. 

2  I  was  not  born,  as  thousands  are, 
Where  Jesus  is  unknown, 


8  PRAISE  AKD  THANKSGIVING. 

And  taught  to  pray  a  useless  prayer 
To  blocks  of  wood  or  stone. 

3  I  was  not  born  without  a  home, 

Or  in  a  broken  shed ; 
A  wretched  outcast,  taught  to  roam, 
And  steal  my  daily  bread. 

4  My  God !  I  thank  thee,  who  hast  planned 

A  better  lot  for  me ; 
And  placed  me  in  this  happy  land, 
Where  I  may  hear  of  thee. 

J  3  Praise  for  Privileges.  L.  M. 

LORD,  I  ascribe  it  to  thy  grace, 
And  not  to  chance,  as  many  do, 
That  I  was  born  of  Christian  race, 
And  not  a  heathen  or  a  Jew. 
2  What  would  the  ancient  Jewish  kings 
And  Jewish  prophets  once  have  given, 
Could   they  have    heard   those    glorious 
things,  [heaven ! 

Which  Christ  revealed  and  brought  from 

8  How  glad  the  heathen  would  have  been, 
That  worshipped  idols,  wood,  and  stone, 
If  they  the  book  of  God  had  seen, 
Or  Jesus  and  his  gospel  known ! 

4  Then  if  this  gospel  I  refuse, 

How  shall  I  e'er  lift  up  mine  eyes ' 
For  all  the  Gentiles  and  the  Jews 
Against  me  will  in  judgment  rise. 


PRAISE  AND  THANKSGIVING.  9 

J  Z§-  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  S.  M. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 

Sing  of  his  rising  power ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
In  Christ  the  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come !" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

\  />  Grateful  Recollection.         8s,  &  7s. 

COME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above ; 
Praise  the  mount — O !  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I  'm  come ; 


10  PRAISE  AND  THAWK8GIVIICO. 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  with  precious  blood. 

3  0  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I  'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

1  ©  Triumph  in  Christ.  C.  M. 

IN  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong, 
My  soul  to  Jesus  flies  ; 
My  anchor-hold  is  firm  in  him, 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up, 

I  trust  a  faithful  God ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  my  soul, 

To  thy  Redeemer's  name  : 
In  joy,  in  sorrow,  life  and  death, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

j  ^f  Praise  for  Redemption.  C.   M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs- 
With  angels  round  the  throne ; 


PHAISE   AND  THANKSGIVING.  11 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ! 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 

For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine , 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

J  §  Morn  amid  the  Mountains.       6s,   &  5st 

ll/TORN  amid  the  mountains — 
i.TJ-  Lovely  solitude  ! 
Gushing  streams  and  fountains 
Murmur,  "  God  is  good !" 

2  Now  the  glad  sun,  breaking, 

Pours  a  golden  flood ; 

Deepest  vales,  awaking, 

Echo,  "  God  is  good !" 

3  Hymns  of  praise  are  ringing 

Through  the  leafy  wood ; 
Songsters,  sweetly  singing, 
Warble,  "  God  is  good !" 

4  Wake,  and  join  the  chorus, 

Man,  with  soul  endued ; 


12  PRAISE   AXT)  THANKSGIVIXO. 

He  whose  smile  is  o'er  us, 
God,  our  God,  is  good! 

J  9  Praise  to  Christ.  8s,   &  7s. 

HARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  ; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love: 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth  *, 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 

Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  for  ever, 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 

Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing ; 

Bring,  0  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 
Then  with  golden  harps  we  '11  sing, 

"Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 


TOTJTHFU1    PIETY.  13 


YOUTHFUL  PIETY. 

20  Youth  the  Season  for  Religion.         C.  M, 

THOUGH  I  am  young,  I  have  a  soul 
The  world  can  never  buy ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
It  will  not,  cannot  die. 

2  For  it  must  soar  to  worlds  on  high, 

Where  happy  spirits  dwell ; 
Or,  buried  with  the  wicked,  lie 
Deep  in  the  grave  of  hell. 

3  The  soul  by  numerous  sins  denied 

Can  never  enter  heaven, 

Till  God  and  it  be  reconciled, 

And  all  its  sins  forgiven: 

4  Till  it  be  pure  from  all  its  stains, 

In  perfect  righteousness ; 
Cleansed  by  the  Saviour's  dying  pains, 
Renewed  by  sovereign  grace. 

5  Pardon  and  cleanse  it,  God  of  grace  ! 

And  let  it  holy  be ; 
Arrayed  in  perfect  holiness, 
And  meet  to  dwell  with  thee. 

Q 1  Buy  the  Truth.  7s,  &  6s. 

GO  thou,  in  life's  fair  morning, 
Go,  in  the  bloom  of  youth, 


14  TOUTHFUl    PIETY. 

And  buy,  for  thy  adorning, 

The  precious  pearl  of  truth. 
Secure  this  heavenly  treasure 

And  bind  it  on  thy  heart, 
And  let  not  worldly  pleasure 

E'er  cause  it  to  depart. 

2  Go,  while  the  day-star  shineth, 

Go,  while  thy  heart  is  light, 
Go,  ere  thy  strength  declineth, 

While  every  sense  is  bright: 
Sell  all  thou  hast,  and  buy  it, 

'Tis  worth  all  earthly  things. 
Rubies,  and  gold,  and  diamonds. 

Sceptres,  and  crowns  of  kings. 

3  Go,  e'er  the  clouds  of  sorrow 

Steal  o'er  the  bloom  of  youth ; 
Defer  not  till  to-morrow, 

Go  now,  and  buy  the  truth. 
Go,  seek  thy  great  Creator, 

Learn  early  to  be  wise, 
Go,  place  upon  his  altar, 

A  morning  sacrifice ! 

<J»J  Early  will  I  seek  thee.  C.  M. 

NOW  that  my  journey's  just  begun, 
My  road  so  little  trod, 
I'll  come  before  I  further  run, 
And  give  myself  to  God. 

2  What  sorrows  may  my  steps  attend, 
I  never  can  foretell: 


Y0TXTHFT7T,    PIETY.  15 

But  if  the  Lord  will  be  my  Friend, 
I  know  that  all  is  well. 

3  If  all  my  earthly  friends  should  die, 

And  leave  me  mourning  here, 
Since  God  can  hear  the  orphan's  cry, 
O  what  have  I  to  fear  ] 

4  If  I  am  poor,  he  can  supply, 

Who  has  my  table  spread ; 
Who  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 
And  fills  the  poor  with  bread. 

5  If  I  am  rich,  he'll  guard  my  heart, 

Temptation  to  withstand ; 
And  make  me  willing  to  impart 
The  bounties  of  his  hand. 

6  But,  Lord,  whatever  grief  or  ill  , 

For  me  may  be  in  store, 
Make  me  submissive  to  thy  will, 
And  I  would  ask  no  more. 


£$3  Importance  of  Early  Religion.  L.  M. 

NOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 
Behold,  the  months  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  "  My  joys  are  gone." 

2  Behold,  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 


16  YOUTHFUL    ?IETT. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God,  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  helL 

4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name ; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am; 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

2  8-  Remember  vow  thy  Creator.  C.  M. 

REMEMBER  thy  Creator  now, 
In  these  thy  youthful  days ; 
He  will  accept  thine  earliest  vow; 
He  loves  thine  earliest  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near; 
For  evil  days  will  come  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  here. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

His  willing  servant  be ; 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee. 

4  Almighty  God !  our  hearts  incline 

Thy  heavenly  voice  to  hear; 
Let  all  our  future  days  be  thine, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear. 

3«5      Youth  the  best  Time  to  serve  the  Lord.  C.  M. 

AMIDST  the  cheerful  bloom  of  youth, 
With  ardent  zeal  pursue 


YOUTHFUL    PIETT.  17 

The  ways  of  piety  and  truth, 
With  death  and  heaven  in  view 

2  Fair   wisdom's   paths   with    sweets   are 
And  pleasures  all  refined  ;       [strewed, 
There  joys  divine  are  shed  abroad, 
That  suit  the  immortal  mind. 

8  Youth  is  the  most  accepted  time, 
To  love  and  serve  the  Lord ; 
A  flower  presented  in  its  prime, 
Will  much  delight  afford. 

4  He  '11  crown  with  peace  your  rising  years, 

And  make  your  fruit  increase  ; 
Will  guide  you  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
And  bid  your  sorrows  cease. 

5  Give  him  the  morning  of  your  days, 

And  be  for  ever  blest ; 
'Tis  none  but  those  in  wisdom's  ways 
Enjoy  substantial  rest. 


QQ  Early  seek  God.  C.  M. 

IF  you  will  turn  away  from  sin, 
In  childhood's  early  day, 
The  Lord  will  make  you  pure  within, 
And  take  your  guilt  away. 

2  He  '11  show  you  all  his  matchless  love, 
He  '11  make  you  heirs  of  light, 
And  give  you  grace,  that  you  may  prove 
Still  faithful  in  his  sight. 


18  TOUTHFUL    PIETT. 

3  He'll  lead  you  in  the  pleasant  way 

Of  holiness  and  peace; 
And  guide  you  thus  to  endless  day, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

4  0  stay  not  in  the  road  to  death, 

But  to  the  Saviour  come  ; 
And,  when  you  lose  life's  fleeting  breath, 
He  '11  send  and  take  you  home. 

27  Child  coming  to  Jesus.        8s,   &  7s, 

SUFFER  me  to  come  to  Jesus ; 
Mother  dear,  forbid  me  not ; 
By  his  blood  from  hell  he  frees  us, 
Makes  us  fair  without  a  spot. 

2  Suffer  me,  my  earthly  father, 
At  his  pierced  feet  to  fall ; 

Why  forbid  me  ?  help  me  rather; 
Jesus  is  my  all  in  all. 

3  Suffer  me  to  run  unto  him ; 
Gentle  sisters,  come  with  me 

Oh  !  that  all  1  love  but  knew  him, 
Then  my  home  a  heaven  would  be. 

4  Loving  playmates,  gay  and  smiling, 
Bid  me  not  forsake  the  cross : 
Hard  to  bear  is  your  reviling, 

Yet  for  Jesus  all  is  dross. 

5  Yes,  tho'  all  the  world  have  chid  me 
Father,  mother,  sister,  friend 
Jesus  never  will  forbid  me, 

Jesus  loves  me  to  the  end. 


YOUTHFUL    PIETY.  19 

6  Gentle  Shepherd,  on  thy  shoulder, 
Carry  me,  a  sinful  lamb; 
Give  me  faith  and  make  me  bolder 
'Till  with  thee  in  heaven  I  am. 

*J  §  Counsel  to  Youth.  L.  M. 

CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge 
young, 
Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state, 
Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries ; 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death, 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 

His  praise  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

QJJ  Know  the  Lord.  S.  M. 

MY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord, 
Thy  father's  God  obey; 


20  TOUTHFlTIi    PIETT. 

Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 

2  Call  while  he  may  be  found, 

And  seek  him  while  he  's  near 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

He  '11  listen  to  thy  cry ; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  for  ever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven, 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
Nor  ever  be  forgiven. 

30  Child,s  Qffmng.  P.  M. 

WHAT  can  an  infant  do 
For  thee,  dearest  Lord  ] 
All  thy  promises  are  true, 

In  thy  blessed  word. 
I  will  bring  my  heart, 
I  will  choose  the  better  part, 
Just  and  true  thou  art, 
Sure  thy  reward. 

2  Help  me  to  praise  thy  name 

While  I  still  am  young; 
Let  me,  Lord,  thy  truth  proclaim 

With  my  infant  tongue 
Angels  from  the  skies 
Will  look  down  with  gladsome  eyes, 


TOT7THFT7I    PIETT.  21 

When  thy  praises  rise, 
By  infants  sung. 

3  Keep  us  in  peace  and  joy 

Through  all  childhood's  days ; 

Let  each  little  girl  and  boy 
Travel  in  thy  ways. 

So  shall  we  be  free 

From  the  thorns  of  misery; 

Heaven  our  home  shall  be, 
Thine  all  the  praise. 

3  \  Early  Consecration.  C.  M. 

IN  the  bright  morn  of  life,  when  youth 
With  vital  ardour  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose  ; 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
And  character  engraved  : 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days ; 
And  cares,  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways  : 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age 

With  vain  regret  deplore, 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 
That  now  return  no  more. 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest; 


22 


TOUTHFUL    PIETY. 


0  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest! 

32  Youthful  Piety.  L.  M. 

WE  are  but  young — yet  we  may  sing 
The  praises  of  our  heavenly  King; 
He  made  the  earth,  the  sea,  the  sky, 
And  all  the  starry  worlds  on  high. 

2  We  are  but  young — yet  we  have  heard 
The  gospel  news,  the  heavenly  word : 
If  we  despise  the  only  way, 
Dreadful  will  be  the  judgment  day. 

3  We  are  but  young — yet  we  must  die, 
Perhaps  our  latter  end  is  nigh; 
Lord,  may  we  early  seek  thy  grace, 
And  find  in  Christ  a  hiding  place. 

4  We  are  but  young — we  need  a  guide  ; 
Jesus,  in  thee  we  would  confide ; 

0  lead  us  in  the  path  of  truth, 
Protect  and  bless  our  helpless  youth. 

5  We  are  but  young — yet  God  has  shed 
Unnumbered  blessings  on  our  head; 
Then  let  our  youth  and  riper  days 
Be  all  devoted  to  his  praise. 

33  J  Child-like  Spirit.  7s. 

LORD,  renew  my  sinful  heart, 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild; 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 
Make  me  as  a  weaned  child : 


YOUTHFUL    PIETY.  23 

From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  rne  as  thy  child  receive, 
What  to-morrow  may  Deride 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave. 
Tis  enough  that  I  shall  share 
In  my  heavenly  Father's  care. 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he 's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  one  step  alone ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

34  Christ's  Lave  to  tht  Young.  C.  M. 

WHEN  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 
And  dwelt  with  men  below, 
It  was  his  glorious  work  to  bless, 
And  happiness  bestow. 

2  The  poor  and  wretched  claimed  his  aid, 

Nor  asked  relief  in  vain ; 
When  parents  sought  his  gracious  help, 
He  blessed  their  infant  train. 

3  And  now,  though  Jesus  reigns  above, 

He  makes  the  young  his  care; 
And  helpless  children  still  he  owns, 
And  they  his  goodness  share. 

4  Now  we  are  taught  to  read  thy  word 

Which  makes  the  foolish  wise ; 


24  YOUTHFUL    PIETT. 

0  may  we  know  a  Saviour's  name, 
And  learn  his  worth  to  prize. 

3*>  Christ's  Love  to  Children.  C.  M. 

QEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
O   With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
Hark !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

Nor  scorns  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  0  let  us  then  with  pleasure  hear, 

And  seek  the  Saviour's  face ; 
And  fly  with  transport  to  receiv 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

36  Christ' s  Love  to  Children.  L.  M. 

WHENE'ER  a  child  is  meek  and  mild, 
The  Saviour  loves  that  little  child. 
Then  help  me,  Lord,  each  day  to  be 
All  that  thine  eye  delights  to  see. 

2  0  cleanse  my  infant  heart  from  sin, 
And  make  it  good  and  pure  within, 
And  fit  me  for  my  home  on  high, 
My  happy  home  beyond  the  sky. 

37  Jin  Infant's  Prayer.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  kind  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Thy  little  lamb  in  safety  keep ! 
Guard  me  this  day  from  every  ill, 
And  with  thy  grace  my  spirit  fill. 


YOUTHFUL  PIETT.  25 

2  Teach  me  to  love  thee,  0  my  Lord; 
Help  me  to  read  thy  holy  word, 
May  the  first  sounds  my  lips  can  raise 
Be  sounds  of  joy,  and  prayer,  and  praise. 

38  Early  Piety.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  who  reigns  above  the  sky, 
And  keeps  the  world  in  awe, 
Was  once  a  child  as  young*  as  I,     • 
And  kept  his  Father's  law. 

2  At  twelve  years  old  he  talked  with  men, 

(His  parents  wondering  stand) 
Yet  he  obeyed  his  mother  then, 
And  came  at  her  command. 

3  Children  their  loud  hosannas  sung, 

And  blest  their  Saviour's  name ; 
They  gave  him  honour  with  their  tongue, 
While  scribes  and  priests  blaspheme. 

4  Samuel  the  child  was  weaned  and  brought 

To  wait  upon  the  Lord  ; 
Young  Timothy  betimes  was  taught 
To  know  his  holy  word. 

5  Then  why  should  I  so  long  delay 

What  others  learned  so  young] 
Let  me  not  pass  another  day 
Without  this  work  begun. 

30  Invitation  to  the  Young,   lis,  &  lOs. 

COME,  youthful  sinners,  come,  haste  to 
the  Saviour ;  [side ; 

Come,  ye  young  wanderers,  cling  to  his 


26  TRUTHFUL    PIETY. 

Kneel  at  his  mercy-seat,  sue  for  his  favour, 
Lambs  of  his  bosom,  for  whom  he  hath  died. 

2  Come  to  his  temple-gate,  come  in  life's 
morning,  [youth ; 

Give  up  your  souls  to  the  Guide  of  your 
How  fair  is  grace  the  young  bosom  adorn- 
ing, 
What  robe  so  pure  as  the  raiment  of  truth  ? 

8  Can  you  find  pleasure  in  pathways  unholy? 
Hope  ye  for  wisdom  in  wandering  from 

God  ?  [folly ; 

Sorrow  and  shame  wait  the  votaries  of 
Earth  has  no  comfort,  not  found  in  his 

blood. 

4  Has  he  not  died  for  you  1  look  to  the  gar- 
den; 
There  see  the  tokens  of  sorrow  and  love, 
Lives  he  not  now  for  you  1    Jesus  the 

Saviour 
Bled  and  ascended  to  crown  you  above 

4.0  "Suffer  little  Children  to  come."         C.  M. 

YOUNG  children  once  to  Jesus  came, 
His  blessing  to  entreat; 
And  I  may  humbly  do  the  same, 
Before  his  mercy-seat. 

2  For  when  their  feeble  hands  were  spread, 
And  bent  each  infant  knee, 
"Forbid  them  not,"  the  Saviour  said, 
And  so  he  says  of  me. 


YOTTTHFUL    PIETY.  *\ 

3  Though  now  he  is  not  here  below, 

We  know  his  holy  will ; 
To  him  may  little  children  go, 
And  seek  a  blessing  still. 

4  Well  pleased  that  little  flock  to  see, 

The  Saviour  kindly  smiled ; 
0  then  he  will  not  frown  on  me, 
Because  I  am  a  child. 

5  For  as  so  many  years  ago, 

Children  his  pity  drew, 
I'm  sure  he  will  not  let  me  go 
Without  a  blessing  too. 

6  Then  while  this  favour  to  implore, 

My  little  hands  are  spread, 
Do  thou  thy  sacred  blessings  pour, 
Lord  Jesus,  on  my  head. 

4  1  Suffer  them  to  come.  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  may  a  little  child 
Through  thy  grace  be  reconciled, 
Who  can  feel  indeed  within 
Much  of  evil,  much  of  sin  1 

2  Yes,  thou  saidst,  and  that 's  my  plea, 
"  Suffer  such  to  come  to  me ; 

Turn  no  little  child  away, 

Heaven  is  filled  with  such  as  they." 

3  Saviour !  to  thine  arms  I  fly, 
Ere  my  childhood  passes  by ; 
In  thy  fear  my  years  be  past, 
Whether  first,  or  midst,  or  last. 


28  YOUTHFUL    PIKTT. 

J  H  Child's  Supplication.  C.   M. 

LORD,  teach  a  sinful  child  to  pray, 
And  then  accept  my  prayer: 
Thou  canst  hear  all  the  words  I  say, 
For  thou  art  everywhere. 

<  Teach  me  to  do  the  thinsr  that's  right. 
And  when  I  sin,  forgive ; 
And  make  it  still  my  chief  delight 
To  serve  thee  while  I  live. 

3  Whatever  trouble  I  am  in, 

To  thee  for  help  I'll  call ; 
But  keep  me  more  than  all  from  sin, 
For  that's  the  worst  of  all. 

4  ti  Prayer  to  God.  7s. 

LORD,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Hands  and  heart  I  lift  to  thee ; 
Let  my  prayer  accepted  rise, 
Weak,  imperfect  though  it  be. 

2  Teach  me,  Lord,  thy  name  to  know, 

Teach  me,  Lord,  thy  name  to  love ; 
Mav  I  do  thy  will  below, 
As  thy  will  is  done  above. 

3  When  I  lay  me  down  at  night, 

O'er  me  watch,  and  near  me  stay, 
And  when  morning  brings  the  light, 
May  I  wake  to  praise  and  pray. 

44  Ood  giveth  Grace  to  the  humble.  7S» 

LORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 


YOUTHFUL    PIETY.  29 

I  shall  as  my  Saviour  be, 
Clothed  with  humility. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Changed  into  a  little  child; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides, 
Weaned  fiom  all  the  world  besides 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee, 
Every  evil  let  me  flee; 
Nothing  want  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  care  and  love. 

4  0  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined; 
Him  let  every  saint  adore, 
Trust  him,  praise  him,  evermore. 

4  5  Child's  Prayer.  L.  M. 

GOD  is  so  good  that  he  will  hear 
Whenever  children  humbly  pray ; 
He  always  lends  a  gracious  ear 
To  what  the  youngest  child  can  say. 

2  His  own  most  holy  book  declares, 
He  loves  good  little  children  still ; 
And  that  he  answers  all  their  prayers, 
Just  as  a  tender  father  will. 

3  He  will  not  scorn  an  infant  tongue, 
That  thanks  him  for  his  mercies  given ; 
And  when  by  babes  his  praise  is  sung, 
Their  cheerful  songs  ascend  to  heaven. 

4  Come,  then,  dear  children,  trust  his  word, 
And  seek  him  for  your  Friend  and  Guide, 


30  YOUTHFUL    PIETY. 

Your  little  voices  will  be  heard, 
And  you  shall  never  be  denied. 

4©  Remember  me.  L>.  M. 

SOON  as  my  youthful  lips  can  speak 
Their  feeble  prayer  to  thee, 
0  let  my  heart  thy  favour  seek ; 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  In  all  life's  following  years,  my  tongu« 

Tuned  to  thy  praise  shall  be ; 
And  this  the  expressive  humble  song, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  From  every  sin  that  wounds  the  heart, 

May  I  be  taught  to  flee ; 
0  bid  them  all  from  me  depart, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  When,  with  life's  heavy  load  opprest, 

I  bend  the  trembling  knee ; 
Then  give  my  suffering  spirit  rest, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  0  let  me,  on  the  bed  of  death, 

Thy  great  salvation  see ; 
And  cry,  with  my  expiring  breath, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  7  Child's  Prayer.  L.  M. 

CHILDREN  as   young  and  weak  as  I, 
Did  Jesus  love,  when  here  below; 
And  on  his  Father's  throne  on  high, 
0  with  what  love  he  loves  them  now ! 


YOUTHFUL    PTETT.  31 

2  Though  I  am  young,  yet  I  have  sinned, 
Forgotten  God,  transgressed  his  laws ; 
And  holy  angels  could  not  gain 
Pardon  for  me,  nor  plead  my  cause. 

3  To  Jesus  then  I  '11  meekly  go ; 

My  penitence  these  tears  will  prove ; 
And  he  who  wept  for  human  woe, 
Will  take  me  to  his  arms  of  love. 

4  Then  will  I  sing,  while  life  shall  last, 
Glory  to  God  for  pardoning  love  ; 
And  when  the  hour  of  death  is  past, 
Join  in  immortal  praise  above. 

48  Prayer  for  a  Child.  CM. 

LORD,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray, 
Thy  grace  to  me  impart ; 
And  grant  thy  Holy  Spirit  may 
Renew  my  infant  heart. 

2  A  sinful  creature  I  was  born. 

And  from  my  birth  have  strayed ; 
I  must  be  wretched  and  forlorn, 
Without  thy  mercy's  aid. 

3  But  Christ  can  all  my  sins  forgive, 

And  wash  away  their  stain ; 
Can  fit  my  soul  with  him  to  live, 
And  in  his  kingdom  reign. 

4  To  him  let  little  children  come, 

For  he  hath  said  they  may ; 
His  bosom  then  shall  be  their  home, 
Their  tears  he  '11  wipe  away. 


32  YOUTHFUL    PIETT. 

5  For  all  who  early  seek  his  face, 
Shall  surely  taste  his  love ; 
Jesus  shall  guide  them  by  his  grace, 
To  dwell  with  him  above. 

49  The  Orphan's  Prayer.  C.  M. 

MY  Father  and  my  Friend,  to  thee 
I  lift  my  weeping  eye, 
For  thou  canst  wash  away  my  tears, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  No  tender  mother's  gentle  smile 

Each  morn  awaits  me  now; 
Nor  longer  can  I  feel  the  kiss 
That  prest  my  infant  brow. 

3  No  more  within  her  arms  of  love 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
Secure  and  peaceful  as  the  dove 
Within  its  sheltered  nest. 

4  An  orphan  in  the  cold,  wide  world, 

Dear  Lord,  I  come  to  thee, 

Thou,  Father  of  the  fatherless, 

My  Friend  and  Father  be. 

5  0  guide  and  guard  me  by  thy  grace, 

And  make  my  heart  thy  own; 
And  fit  me  for  that  happy  place 
Where  partings  are  unknown. 

,">J)  The  Orphan's  Prayer.  7s. 

TT7'HEN  my  cries  ascend  to  thee, 
V  V     Hear,  Jehovah,  from  afar ; 


T0TTTBTT7L    PIETT.  33 

Let  thy  tender  mercies  be 
Still  propitious  to  my  prayer. 

2  When  thou  bad'st  me  seek  thy  face, 
Quickly  did  my  heart  reply, 
Resting  on  thy  word  of  grace, 
"  Thee  I  '11  seek,  O  Lord  most  high  V* 

Should  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
When  no  more  its  help  I  share ; 
Though  decayed  a  mother's  love, 
Though  withdrawn  a  father's  care  ;— 

4  Then  Jehovah's  guardian  eye 
Shall  my  orphan  state  defend, 
Shall  a  parent's  place  supply, 
He  my  Guardian,  Father,  Friend ! 

fj  \  The  Orphan's  Prayer.  7s 

WHITHER,  but  to  thee,  0  Lord ! 
Shall  a  littLe  orphan  go? 
Thou  alone  canst  speak  the  word, 
Thou  canst  dry  my  tears  of  woe. 
Father !  may  my  lips  once  more 
Whisper  that  beloved  name  1 
Helpless,  guilty,  friendless,  poor, 
Let  me  thy  protection  claim. 

2  0  my  Father !  may  I  tell 

All  my  wants  and  woes  to  theel 
Every  want  thou  knowest  well, 
Every  woe  thine  eye  can  see. 
'Twas  thy  hand  that  took  away 
Father,  mother,  from  my  sight; 
3 


34  YOUTHFUL    PIETY. 

Him,  that  was  my  infant  stay, 
Her,  that  watched  me  day  and  night. 

3  Yet  I  bless  thee,  for  I  know 
Thou  hast  wounded  me  in  love; 
Weaned  my  heart  from  things  below, 
That  it  might  aspire  above. 
Here  I  tarry  for  a  while ; 
Saviour!  keep  me  near  thy  side; 
Cheer  my  journey  with  thy  smile ; 
Be  my  Father,  Friend,  and  Guide. 

t>2  The  Orphan's  Hope.  C.  P.  M. 

OTHOU  the  helpless  orphan's  hope, 
To  whom  alone  my  eyes  look  up, 
In  each  distressing  hour; 
Father  (for  that's  the  sweetest  name 
That  e'er  these  lips  were  taught  to  frame,) 
Defend  me  with  thy  power. 

2  Low  in  the  dust  my  parents  lie, 
And  no  attentive  ear  is  nigh 

But  thine  to  mark  my  woe ; 
No  hand  to  wipe  away  my  tears, 
No  gentle  voice  to  soothe  my  fears, 

Remains  to  me  below. 

3  Now  all  my  earthly  friends  are  gone, 
And  with  them  all  my  comforts  flown, 

I  lift  my  prayer  to  thee ; 
Do  thou  the  Holy  Spirit  send, 
My  Guardian,  Guide,  Instructor,  Friend, 

And  Comforter  to  be. 


TOUTHFUL    PIETY.  35 

4  Protect  and  lead  my  erring  youth 
In  paths  of  piety  and  truth, 

Nor  ever  let  me  stray ; 
But  through  the  Saviour's  dyirfg  love, 
Bring  me  to  dwell  with  thee  above, 
In  everlasting  day. 
0J3  Youthful  Praise.  C.  M. 

HOW  glorious  is  our  Heavenly  King 
Who  reigns  above  the  sky ! 
How  shall  a  child  presume  to  sing 
His  dreadful  majesty] 

2  How  great  his  power  is,  none  can  tell, 

Nor  think  how  large  his  grace  ; 
Not  men  below,  nor  saints  that  dwell 
On  high  before  his  face. 

3  Nor  angels  that  stand  round  the  Lord 

Can  search  his  secret  will ; 
But  they  perform  his  heavenly  word, 
And  sing  his  praises  still. 

4  Then  let  me  join  this  holy  train, 

And  my  first  offerings  bring; 
The  eternal  God  will  not  disdain 
To  hear  an  infant  sing. 

t>  1  Youthful  Praise.  L.  M, 

JESUS,  that  condescending  King, 
Is  pleased  to  hear  when  children  sing* 
And  while  our  feeble  voices  rise 
Will  not  the  humble  prayer  despise, 

2  Then  keep  us,  Lord,  from  every  sin 
Which  we  can  see  and  feel  within 


36  TOUTHFUL    PIETY. 

And  what  we  neither  feel  nor  see, 
Forgive,  for  all  is  known  to  thee. 

3  We  own  there 's  nothing  good  m  us, 
To  tempt  thee  to  befriend  us  thus; 
We  cannot  think  a  single  thought, 
Nor  even  thank  thee  as  we  ought. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  we  humbly  venture  nigh, 
Because  thou  earnest  down  to  die ; 
And  this  is  all  the  plea  Ave  make  — 
"  O  save  us  for  thy  mercy's  sake  !" 

,J  »>  Youthful  Praise.  C.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God!  while  heaven  and 
Thy  power  and  skill  proclaim,  [earth 
Wilt  thou  permit  a  child  to  sing 
The  honours  of  thy  name  ] 

2  The  early  dawn  of  opening  life 

Has  proved  thy  guardian  care, 

And  may  I,  through  all  future  years, 

Thy  grace  and  goodness  share. 

3  Now  may  I  give  myself  to  thee, 

And  in  thy  name  confide ; 
Most  gracious  God,  0  deign  to  be 
My  Father,  Friend,  and  Guide. 

5ft  Hymn  for  a  Child.  7s. 

JESUS  bids  me  seek  his  face ; 
Lord,  I  come  to  ask  thy  grace; 
Send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Teach  me  to  obey  and  love : 


YOUTHFUL    PIETT. 


37 


Unto  thee  I  fain  would  go, 
All  I  want  thou  canst  bestow. 

2  Thou  wilt  e'en  a  child  receive ; 
Thou  wilt  all  my  sins  forgive: 
O  dissolve  this  heart  of  stone, 
Make  me  thine,  and  thine  alone ; 
Sin  is  present  with  me  still, 
Disobedient  is  my  will. 

3  Sinful  thoughts  too  oft  prevail, 
Vain  desires  my  heart  assail : 
O  my  Saviour,  make  me  whole, 
Form  anew  my  inmost  soul ; 
Kindly  guard  me  every  day, 
Be  my  everlasting  stay. 

5¥        Seeking-  the  Saviour's  Quidance.  8,  7,  &  4» 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare. 
Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 

2  We  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us, 

Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 

Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 
Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear  young  children  when  they  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 


88  YOUTHFUL    PIKTY. 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free. 
Blessed  Jesus, 
Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favour, 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 

With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill. 
Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

5  8  Youthful  Praises.  C.  M. 

SINCE  Jesus  loves  to  hear  his  praise 
Arise  from  infant  tongues, 
Let  us  not  waste  our  youthful  days 
In  vain  and  foolish  songs. 

2  Too  soon  we  cannot  serve  the  Lord, 

Nor  love  his  name  too  dear; 
Nor  prize  too  much  his  precious  word, 
Nor  learn  too  soon  his  fear. 

3  To  us,  0  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 

And  every  song  shall  be 
The  tribute  of  a  faithful  heart, 
A  song  of  praise  to  thee. 

50  Youthful  Praise.  Us. 

OUR  Father  in  heaven,  thou  madest  the 
earth  ; 
The  sun  and  the  stars  to  thy  word  owe 
their  birth;  [they  stand. 

By  thee  were  they  formed,  by  thy  counsel 
And  we  are  thy  children,  the  work  of  thy 
hand. 


YOUTHFUL    PIETT.  39 

2  Thou  gavest  our  life ;  to  thy  goodness  we 

owe  [pathway  below ; 

All  the  blessings  that  bloom  round  our 
In  thousand  endearments  thy  love  we  may 

read, 
Declaring  that  thou  art  our  Father  indeed. 

3  But,  ah!  we   have  wandered,  as    sheep 

from  thy  fold,  [grown  cold : 

And  hearts  of  thy  children  thro'  sin  have 
Tho'  young  we  have  erred,  and  would 

humbly  implore  [more. 

The  mercy  we  need,  that  we  wander  no 

4  We  own  we  are  guilty,  but  Jesus  has  died 
And  shall  we,  when  pleading  his  name,  be 

denied  1  [wilt  heed, 

Ah  no !  thou  hast  promised  that  plea  thou 
And  thro'  thy  free  grace  make  us  children 

indeed. 

5  Yet  awhile  'tis  thy  will  that  on  earth  we 

remain, 
Exposed  to  dark  trial,  temptation  and  pain ; 
Yet  here  but  as  pilgrims  and  strangers  we 

roam,  [our  home. 

For  if  thou  art  our  Father,  then  heaven  is 

6  Yes,  there  shall  we  gather  around  the  glad 

throne,  [their  own, 

With  angels,  and  wearing  robes  bright  as 


40  YOUTHFUL    PIETT 

Where  the  praise  of  thy  children  shall  rise 

without  rest, 
To  Father,  Son,  Spirit— one  God  ever  blest. 

(lO  Early  Instruction.  CM. 

HOW  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice  ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice ! 

2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  and  west  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  aged  head. 

4  According  as  her  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

61  Folly  of  Jfeglect.  C.  M. 

O'TIS  a  folly  and  a  crime 
To  put  religion  by ! 
For  now  is  the  accepted  time ; 
To  morrow  we  may  die. 

2  Our  hearts  grow  harder  every  day, 
And  more  depraved  the  mind ; 
The  longer  we  neglect  to  pray, 
The  less  we  feel  inclined. 


YOUTHFUL    PIETT.  41 

3  Yet  sinners  trifle,  young  and  old, 

Until  their  dying  day ; 
Then,  they  would  give  a  world  of  gold, 
To  have  an  hour  to  pray 

4  0  then  lest  we  should  perish  thus, 

Let  us  no  longer  wait ; 
For  time  will  soon  be  past  with  us, 
And  death  must  fix  our  state. 

(J*J  Piety  contrasted  with  Sin.  CM. 

WHY  should  we  spend  our  youthful 
In  folly  and  in  sin,  [days 

When  wisdom  shows  her  pleasant  ways, 
And  bids  us  walk  therein  1 

2  Folly  and  sin  our  peace  destroy, 

They  glitter  and  are  past ; 
They  yield  us  but  a  moment's  joy, 
And  end  in  death  at  last. 

3  But,  if  true  wisdom  we  possess, 

Our  joys  shall  never  cease ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

4  O  may  we,  in  our  youthful  days, 

Attend  to  wisdom's  voice ; 
And  make  these  holy,  happy  ways, 
Our  own  delightful  choice  ! 

03  Allurements  of  Sin.  7S. 

MANY  voices  seem  to  say, 
"  Hither  children — here  's  the  way; 


42  YOUTHFUX    PIETT. 

Haste  along,  and  nothing  fear ; 
Every  pleasant  thing  is  here !" 

2  Yes — but  whither  would  ye  lead? 
Is  it  happiness  indeed] 

Or  a  little  shining  show, 
Leading  down  to  death  and  woe  ? 

3  We  were  made  for  better  things ; 
Hisrh  as  heaven  our  nature  springs; 
Like  the  lark  that  upward  flies, 
We  were  made  to  seek  the  skies. 

4  We  were  made  to  love  and  fear 
That  great  God  who  placed  us  here  ; 
Made  to  study  and  fulfil 

All  his  good  and  holy  will. 

5  We  were  made  to  work  awhile, 
Cheerful  at  our  work  to  smile  ; 
Thinking,  as  we  labour  thus, 
Of  the  heaven  prepared  for  us. 

C  So,  a  pleasant  path  we  '11  tread, 
By  the  hand  of  Jesus  led; 
Till,  from  sin  and  sorrow  freed, 
Ours  is  happiness  indeed! 

OJb  Conscience.  7s. 

WHEN  a  foolish  thought  within 
Tries  to  take  us  in  a  .nare, 
Conscience  tells  us,  "It  is  sin," 
And  entreats  us  to  beware. 

2  If  in  something  we  transgress, 
And  are  tempted  to  deny, 


TOtTTHFUt.    PIETY.  43 

Conscience  says,  "  Your  fault  confess ; 
Do  not  dare  to  tell  a  lie." 

3  In  the  morning,  when  we  rise, 
And  would  fain  omit  to  pray, 

"  Child  consider,"  Conscience  cries : 
"Should  not  God  be  sought  to-day?" 

4  When  our  angry  passions  rise, 
Tempting  to  revenge  an  ill ; 
"Now  subdue  it,"  Conscience  cries ; 
"  And  command  your  temper  still." 

5  Thus,  without  our  will  or  choice, 
This  good  monitor  within, 
With  a  secret,  gentle  voice, 
Warns  us  to  beware  of  sin. 

6  But  if  we  should  disregard, 

While  this  friendly  voice  would  call, 
Conscience  soon  will  grow  so  hard, 
That  it  will  not  speak  at  all. 

05  Little  Sins.  S.  M. 

OUR  evil  actions  spring 
From  small  and  hidden  seeds ; 
At  first,  we  think  some  wicked  thing, 
Then  practise  wicked  deeds. 

2  0  for  a  holy  fear 

Of  every  evil  way, 
That  we  may  never  venture  near 
The  path  that  leads  astray. 

3  Wherever  it  begins, 

It  ends  in  death  and  woe  j 


44  TOUTHFUl    PIETT. 

And  he  who  suffers  little  sins, 
A  sinner's  doom  shall  know. 

00  Grace  in  Youth  L.  M. 

LORD,  I  am  young,  thy  help  I  need, 
For  various  foes  beset  my  way 
Be  thou  to  me  a  friend  indeed, 
Nor  let  me  from  thy  precepts  stray. 

2  My  youthful  heart  with  grace  inspire, 
To  thee  my  every  power  incline ; 
And  may  the  pure,  celestial  fire, 
Within  my  bosom  ever  shine. 

3  O  let  the  morning  of  my  days 
To  thee  and  thee  alone  be  given ; 
Increase  my  love,  approve  my  ways, 
And  guide  me  safely  into  heaven. 

07  Happiness  in  Piety.  C.  P.  M. 

HAPPY  beyond  description,  he 
Who  in  the  paths  of  piety, 
Loves  from  his  birth  to  run ! 
Its  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  its  paths  are  joy  and  peace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  If  this  felicity  were  mine, 
I  every  other  would  resign, 

With  just  and  holy  scorn; 
Cheerful  and  blithe  my  way  pursue, 
And  with  the  promised  land  in  view, 

Singing  to  God  return. 


YOUTHFUL    PIETY.  46 

(5  §  Happy  Children.  C.  M. 

HAPPY  the  children  who  betimes 
Have  learned  to  know  the  Lord ; 
Who,  through  his  grace,  escape  the  crimes 
Forbidden  in  his  word. 

2  Should  they  be  early  hence  removed, 
He  will  their  souls  receive ; 
For  they  whom  Jesus  here  hath  loved, 
With  him  shall  ever  live. 

©9  Birth-day.  73, 

HEAVENLY  Father,  look  on  me, 
Now  my  birth-day's  come  once  more ; 
Listen  while  I  pray  to  thee ; 
Thee  with  all  my  powers  adore. 

2  Once  I  was  an  infant  weak, 
Sleeping  on  my  mother's  knee ; 
Then  I  could  not  walk  or  speak, 
Yet  thou  didst  take  care  of  me. 

3  Now  I  run  about  and  talk ; 
Now  I  learn  to  read  my  book ; 
Through  the  fields  I  now  can  walk, 
On  the  pretty  flowers  can  look. 

4  Bless  me  now  I  am  a  child, 
Bless  this  birth-day,  Lord,  to  me ; 
Make  me  good,  and  wise,  and  mild, 
Make  me  all  that  I  should  be. 

^O  Youth's  Protector.  8s,  &  7s. 

BLEST,  beyond  all  earthly  blessing, 
Is  the  child  whose  tender  youth, 


46  YOUTHFUL    PIETY. 

In  the  Lord  a  Guide  possessing:, 
Walks  in  paths  of  light  and  truth. 

2  He  will  govern  those  who  love  him: 

Those  who  walk  in  faith  and  fear, 
In  all  danger  still  shall  prove  him 
Gracious,  kind,  and  ever  near. 

3  Heavenly  Father,  let  us  prove  thee 

An  all-wise,  protecting  Friend  ! 
Make  us  fear  thee,  make  us  love  thee, 
Constant,  to  our  latest  end ! 

7  1  Lying.  C.  M. 

THOSE  children  who  a  promise  give 
Should  always  keep  their  word ; 
And  falsehood  from  their  little  mouths 
Should  never  once  be  heard. 

2  For  when  a  child  a  lie  has  told, 

He  cannot  be  believed; 
Not  even  when  the  truth  he  speaks, 
Because  he  once  deceived. 

3  O  who  a  lie  would  dare  to  tell, 

And  bring  himself  to  shame 
And  thus  offend  the  God  of  truth, 
And  mock  his  holy  name  ! 

72  Against  Lying.  8s, 

O'TIS  a  lovely  thing  for  youth 
To  walk  betimes  in  wisdom's  way, 
To  fear  a  lie,  to  speak  the  truth, 
That  we  may  trust  to  all  they  say. 


YOUTHFUL    PIETT.  41 

2  But  liars  we  can  never  trust,  [true; 

Though  they  should  speak  the  thing  that's 
And  he  that  does  one  fault  at  first, 
And  lies  to  hide  it,  makes  it  two. 

3  Have  we  not  known,  nor  heard,  nor  read, 

How  God  abhors  deceit  and  wrong  ] 
How  Ananias  was  struck  dead, 

Caught  with  a  lie  upon  his  tongue  ? 

4  So  did  his  wife  Sapphira  die, 

When  she  came  in,  and  grew  so  bold 
As  to  confirm  that  wicked  lie, 

Which  just  before  her  husband  told. 

5  The  Lord  delights  in  them  that  speak 

The  words  of  truth ;  but  every  liar 
Must  have  his  portion  in  the  lake 

That  burns  with  brimstone  and  with  fire. 

6  Then  let  me  always  watch  my  lips, 

Lest  I  be  struck  to  death  and  hell, 
Since  God  a  book  of  reckoning  keeps, 
For  every  lie  that  children  tell. 

7  3  Profane  Swearing.  L.  M, 

ANGELS,  that  high  in  glory  dwell, 
Adore  thy  name,  Almighty  God; 
And  devils  tremble  down  in  hell, 
Beneath  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  : 

2  And  yet  how  wicked  children  dare 
Abuse  thy  dreadful,  glorious  name ! 
And  when  they  're  angry,  how  they  swear, 
And  curse  their  fellows,  and  blaspheme. 


48  TOUTHTtJL    PIKTY. 

3  How  will  they  stand  before  thy  face, 
Who  treated  thee  with  such  disdain ; 
While  thou  shalt  doom  them  to  the  place 
Of  everlasting  fire  and  pain  1 

4  Then  never  shall  one  cooling  drop 

To  quench  their  burning  tongues  be  given* 
But  I  will  praise  thee  here,  and  hope 
Thus  to  employ  my  tongue  in  heaven. 

5  If  my  companions  grow  profane, 

I  '11  leave  their  friendship  when  I  hear 
Them  take  thy  holy  name  in  vain, 
Lest  I  should  learn  to  curse  and  swear. 

74L  Youthful  Obedience.  C.  M. 

OTHAT  it  were  my  chief  delight 
To  do  the  things  I  ought ! 
Then  let  me  try  with  all  my  might 
To  mind  what  I  am  taught. 

2  Wherever  I  am  told  to  go, 
I'll  cheerfully  obey; 
Nor  will  I  mind  it  much,  although 
I  leave  a  pretty  play. 

8  And  when  I  learn  my  hymns  to  say, 
And  work,  and  read,  and  spell, 
I  will  not  think  about  my  play, 
But  try  and  do  it  well. 

4  For  God  looks  down  from  heaven  on  high 
Our  actions  to  behold; 
And  he  is  pleased  when  children  try 
To  do  as  they  are  told. 


TOTTTHFUL    PIETY. 


49 


y^J  Hie  dying  Child.  CM. 

"]\TY  heavenly  Father,  I  confess 
J-TJ-  That  all  thy  ways  are  just ; 
Although  I  faint  with  sore  distress, 
And  now  draw  near  the  dust. 

2  How  soon  my  little  strength  has  fled! 

My  life  will  soon  be  past ; 
O  smile  upon  my  dying  bed, 
And  love  me  to  the  last. 

3  Once  did  the  blessed  Saviour  cry, 

"  Let  little  children  come ;" 
On  this  kind  word  I  would  rely, 
Since  I  am  going  home. 

4  0  take  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 

That  now  will  soon  be  gone, 
And  wash  it  clean,  and  make  it  shine 
With  heavenly  garments  on. 

5  My  heavenly  Father,  hear  my  prayer, 

Accept  my  feeble  praise ; 
And  let  me  quickly  meet  thee  where 
A  nobler  song  I  '11  raise. 

70  A  Child's  Prayer  in  Sickness.         C.  M. 

MY  Father,  hear  the  humble  prayer 
In  sickness  raised  to  thee; 
Thy  word  has  bid  me  cast  my  care 
On  him  who  cares  for  me. 

2  A  sinful  child  I  know  I  am ; 
But  when  I  suffer  pain, 
4 


50  DtJTT    TO    CHILDBZTT. 

Thy  word  directs  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  was  for  sinners  slain. 

3  0  help  me,  Saviour,  to  repose 

On  thine  own  gracious  word 
"All  things  shall  work  for  good  to  those 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord." 

4  If  thou  shouldst  life  and  health  renew, 

And  strength  to  me  restore ; 
With  richer  grace  my  soul  endue, 
To  serve  thee  evermore. 


THE  SCHOOL  ROOM. 


7  y  Jhnay  to  Sabbath-school.  P.  M. 

THE  morning  sky  is  bright  and  clear; 
Away  to  Sabbath-school ; 
Let  each  one  in  the  class  appear; 

Away  to  Sabbath-school ; 
Tis  there  we  learn  his  holy  word, 
And  find  the  road  that  leads  to  God. 
Away,  away,  away,  away, 
Away  to  Sabbath-school. 

2  In  season  let  us  all  be  there ; 
Away  to  Sabbath-school ; 


THE  SCHOOL  ROOM.  51 

That  we  may  join  the  opening  prayer ; 

Away  to  Sabbath-school ; 
There  we  can  raise  our  hearts  to  heaven, 
And  praise  the  Lord  for  blessings  given. 

Away,  away,  away,  away, 

Away  to  Sabbath-school. 

3  Let  us  remember,  while  at  prayer, 

When  at  the  Sabbath-school, 
Our  teachers'  kindness,  and  their  care, 

Towards  our  Sabbath-school. 
We  '11  be  submissive,  good,  and  kind, 
And  ever)7  rule  and  order  mind, 

When   we  're   at   school,  at   Sabbath- 

When  we  're  at  Sabbath-school,  [school, 

4  When  each  at  night  shall  go  to  prayer, 

We  '11  ask  our  God  above 
To  extend  o'er  teachers  his  kind  care, 

And  crown  them  with  his  love. 
And  when  on  earth  our  time  is  sped, 
And  we  are  numbered  with  the  dead, 

If  faithful,  we  shall  meet  above ; 

We  all  shall  meet  above. 

•y  8  The  Sabbath-school.         7s,  6s,  8s. 

THE  Sabbath  morn  is  breaking, 
The  Sabbath  bells  are  waking, 
Our  homes  with  joy  forsaking, 
To  join  the  Sabbath-school.       [school. 
Shout,  shout,  shout,  we  hail  the  Sabbath- 

2  How  joyful  is  the  meeting, 
Each  other  kindly  greeting, 


52  THE  SCHOOL  ROOM. 

Sweet  hymns  of  praise  repeating, 
While  in  the  Sabbath-school. 
Shout,  shout,  &c. 

3  'Tis  here  we  join  in  singing 
The  songs  of  love  redeeming, 
Our  little  offerings  bringing, 
Hosannas  to  our  King. 

Shout,  shout,  &c. 

4  Our  teachers  we  '11  remember ; 
Ten  thousand  thanks  we  render 
For  thoughts  of  us  so  tender, 
While  in  the  Sabbath-school. 

Shout,  shout,  &c. 

5  But  ah  !  life's  sunny  morning, 
With  all  its  sweets  adorning, 
Like  early  blossoms  falling, 
Will  soon  have  passed  away. 

Shout,  shout,  &c. 

6  Then  may  we  all  remember 
To  strive  our  hearts  to  render, 
WThile  now  so  young  and  tender, 
To  Christ,  our  heavenly  King. 

Shout,  shout,  &c. 

70  The  Sabbath-school  preferred.  CM. 

FOR  worldly  honour,  I'd  not  waste 
Of  life  my  little  span  ; 
For  better  is  the  love  of  God, 
Than  highest  praise  of  man. 


THE  SCHOOL  ROOM.  53 

2  I  would  not  live  to  gather  gold, 

Which  misers  round  them  hoard; 
For  he  who  trusts  in  riches  here, 
Can  never  please  the  Lord. 

3  But  I  would  in  the  Sabbath-school, 

A  faithful  scholar  be ; 
And  for  my  own  and  others'  souls 
Would  wear  my  life  away. 

4  Let  others  see  in  all  I  do, 

That  'tis  my  constant  aim, 
That  they  and  all  should  love  the  Lord, 
And  fear  his  sacred  name. 

8  O  Opening  School.  H.   M. 

COME,  let  our  voices  join 
In  joyful  songs  of  praise; 
To  God,  the  God  of  love, 

Our  thankful  hearts  we  '11  raise ; 
To  God  alone  all  praise  belongs, 
Our  earliest  and  our  latest  songs. 

2  Now  we  are  taught  to  read 

The  book  of  life  divine, 
Where  our  Redeemer's  love 

And  brightest  glories  shine : 
To  God  alone  all  praise  is  due, 
Who  sends  his  word  to  us  and  you. 

3  Within  these  hallowed  walls 

Our  wandering  feet  are  brought, 
Where  prayer  and  praise  ascend, 
And  heavenly  truths  are  taught : 


54  THE  SCHOOL  ROOX. 

To  God  alone  your  offerings  brine; 
Let  young  and  old  his  praises  sing. 

4  Lord,  let  this  work  of  love 

Be  crowned  with  full  success ! 
Let  thousands,  yet  unborn, 

Thy  sacred  name  here  bless ! 
To  thiee,  O  Lord,  all  praise  to  thee 
We  '11  raise  throughout  eternity. 

§  J  Opening  School.  C.   M, 

FATHER,  with  one  accord  we  stand, 
To  bring  thee  of  thine  own  ; 
And  train  a  bright  immortal  band 
To  worship  round  thy  throne. 

2  Accept,  Almighty  Parent,  these, 

The  children  thou  hast  given; 
And  in  thy  sovereign  favour  make 
These  loved  ones  heirs  of  heaven. 

3  There,  ranked  among  the  shining  host, 

May  all  before  thee  meet : 
O  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Our  labours  there  complete. 

§*}  Reflections  in  School.  7S. 

IN  this  happy  school  we  meet, 
How  much  longer  none  can  tell; 
Some  perhaps,  to-day  we  greet, 
Who  must  bid  us  soon  farewell. 

2  Blessed  Saviour,  full  of  love, 
Take  these  dear  ones  in  thy  care; 


THE  SCHOOL  tlOO>r.  55 

Gently  draw  their  hearts  above, 
Let  them  in  thy  kindness  share. 

3  Spared  by  thee  till  now  we  live ; 
Still  thy  mercy  we  implore ; 
Unto  thee  our  hearts  we  give; 
Keep  us,  save  us,  ever  more. 

§  3  The  assembled  School.  L.   M. 

ASSEMBLED  in  our  school  once  more, 
O  Lord,  thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
We  meet  to  read,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Be  with  us  then  through  this  thy  day. 

2  Our  fervent  prayer  to  thee  ascends 

For  parents,  teachers,  foes,  and  friends ; 
And  when  we  in  thy  house  appear, 
Help  us  to  worship  in  thy  fear. 

3  When  we  on  earth  shall  meet  no  more, 
May  we  above  to  glory  soar ; 

And  praise  thee  in  more  lofty  strains, 
Where  one  eternal  Sabbath  reigns. 

§  -f.  Privileges  of  the  Schools.  L.  M« 

LET  us  unite  to  bless  the  Lord, 
That  we  are  taught  to  read  his  word. 
To  walk  in  wisdom's  pleasant  ways, 
And  seek  his  grace  and  sing  his  praise. 

2  While  wicked  boys  and  girls  we  meet, 
Breaking  the  Sabbath  in  the  street, 
Misspending  all  that  holy  day, 
In  foolish  talk  and  idle  play; 


56  THE  SCHOOL  ROOM. 

3  We  to  thy  sacred  house  of  prayer, 
With  gratitude  would  oft  repair, 

To  adore  thy  name,  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  hear  thy  messages  of  grace. 

4  The  truth  thy  gospel,  Lord,  imparts, 
Apply  with  power  to  all  our  hearts ; 
Whilst  thou  art  calling,  may  we  hear, 
And  worship  thee  with  holy  fear. 

S#>  The  happy  School.  S.  M 

WITHIN  these  walls  be  peace  \ 
Love  through  our  borders  found; 
In  all  our  little  palaces, 
Prosperity  abound. 

2  God  scorns  not  humble  things  ; 

Here,  though  the  proud  despise, 
The  children  of  the  King  of  kings 
Are  training  for  the  skies. 

3  May  none  who  thus  are  taught, 

From  glory  be  cast  down  ; 
But  all  through  faith  and  patience  brought 
To  an  immortal  crown. 

<K  d  Reverence  for  Teachers.  C.   M. 

LET  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord, 
Hear  what  their  teachers  say ; 
With  reverence  meet  their  parents'  word. 
And  with  delight  obey. 

2  Have  you  not  heard  what  dreadful  plagues 
Are  threatened  by  the  Lord, 


TIIE  SCHOOL  ROOM.  57 

To  him  that  breaks  his  father's  law, 
Or  mocks  his  mother's  word  1 

3  But  those  who  worship  God,  and  give 
Their  parents  honour  due, 
Here  on  this  earth  they  long  shall  live, 
And  live  hereafter  too. 

87  Youth's  Tribute.  C.   M. 

ALMIGHTY  Father,  heavenly  King, 
Who  rul  'st  the  worlds  above, 
Accept  the  tribute  children  bring 
Of  gratitude  and  love. 

2  To  thee,  each  morning,  when  we  rise, 

Our  early  vows  we  '11  pay ; 
And,  ere  the  night  has  closed  our  eyes, 
We  '11  thank  thee  for  the  day. 

3  Our  Saviour,  ever  good  and  kind, 

To  us  his  word  hath  given, 
That  young  ones,  such  as  we,  may  find 
A  certain  path  to  heaven. 

4  Stretch  out,  O  Lord,  thy  gracious  hand 

To  guide  our  erring  youth  ; 

And  lead  us  to  that  blissful  land 

Where  dwells  eternal  truth. 

88  Death  of  a  Scholar.  CM. 

DEATH  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
A  brother  from  our  side; 
Just  in  the  morning  of  his  day, 
As  young  as  we,  he  died. 


58  THE   SCHOOL   TlOOtt. 

2  Not  Ion?  a?o  he  filled  his  place, 

An<l  sat  with  us  to  learn. 
But  he  has  run  his  mortal  race, 
And  never  can  return. 

3  Perhaps  our  time  may  be  as  short, 

Our  days  may  fly  as  fast; 
0  Lord,  impress  the  solemn  thought 
That  this  may  be  our  last. 

4  We  cannot  tell  who  next  may  fall 

Beneath  thy  chastening  rod  ; 
One  must  be  first, — but  let  us  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God. 

g  9  Death  of  a  Scholar.  L.  M. 

A  MOURNING  class,  a  vacant  seat, 
Tell  us  that  one  we  loved  to  meet 
Will  join  our  youthful  throng  no  more, 
Till  all  these  changing  scenes  are  o'er. 

2  No  more  that  voice  we  loved  to  hear 
Shall  fill  his  teacher's  listening  ear; 
No  more  its  tones  shall  join  to  swell 
The  songs  that  of  a  Saviour  tell. 

3  That  welcome  face,  that  sparklinsr  eye, 
And  sprightly  form,  must  buried  lie  ; 
Deep  in  the  cold  and  silent  gloom, 
The  rayless  night  that  fills  the  tomb. 

4  And  we  live  on,  but  none  can  say 
How  near,  or  distant  is  the  day, 

When  death's  unwelcome  hand  shall  come 
To  lay  us  in  our  narrow  home.  - 


THE  SCHOOL  HOOM.  59 

5  God  tells  us,  by  this  mournful  death, 
How  vain  and  fleeting;  is  our  breath, 
And  bids  our  souls  prepare  to  meet 
The  trial  of  his  judgment-seat. 

00  Reflection  on  leaving  School.  C.  M» 

AND  now  another  hour  is  past, 
Of  kind  instruction  given ; 
And  this,  perhaps,  may  be  the  last 
On  this  side  hell  or  heaven. 

2  And  is  it  so  1  How  dread  the  thought, 

And  yet  indeed  how  true  ! 
If  I  could  feel  it  as  I  ought, 
This  day,  what  should  I  do  1 

3  O  surely  prize  it  more  and  more, 

And  pray  that  God  would  give 
A  death  of  gain,  if  life  be  o'er, 
And  blessing,  if  I  live. 

Q  \  Closing  School.  7S» 

FOR  a  season  called  to  part, 
Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer, 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy,  and  thy  care, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  What  we  each  have  now  been  taught, 
Let  our  memories  retain : 


60  THE   SCHOOL  ROOM. 

May  we,  if  we  live,  be  brought 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  instruction  bless, 
Songs  of  praises  shall  be  given; 
We  '11  our  thankfulness  express, 
Here  on  earth  and  when  in  heaven. 

0*3  Closing  School.  L.   M. 

COME,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Join  every  voice  and  every  heart; 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise; 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Teachers,  we  here  may  meet  no  more, 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 
And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 

05  Closing  School.  L.   M. 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  fettered  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


DOXOLOGIES, 

L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

CM. 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son 
And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

S.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace, 
Be  equal  honour  done. 

7s. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  : 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

8s,  &  7s. 

PRAISE  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven; 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise ; 
As  it  was,  and  is.  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


THE   NUMBERS   REFER  TO   THE   HYMNS. 


Angels  adore  thee  and  rejoice 
Awake  and  sing  the  song 
Amidst  the  cheerful  bloom  of  youth 
Almighty  God,  while  Heaven  and  earth 
Angels  that  high  in  glory  dwell 
Almighty  Father,  heavenly  King     . 
Assembled  in  our  school  once  more 
A  mourning  class,  a  vacant  seat     . 
And  now  another  hour  is  past  • 

Blest  beyond  all  earthly  blessing    • 

Come,  children,  let  us  Jesus  praise 
Children  as  young  and  weak  as  I     . 
Children  in  years  and  knowledge  young 
Come  let  us  join  the  hosts  above 
Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing 
Come  happy  children,  come  and  raise 
Come,  youthful  sinners,  come  haste  to  the 
Come  let  our  voices  join  . 
Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part 

Death  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 

For  worldly  honour  I'd  not  waste    . 
Father,  with  one  accord  we  stand 
For  a  season  called  to  part 
Far  from  the  utmost  verge  of  day    . 

God  is  so  good  that  he  will  hear 
Glory  to  God  on  high        .         .        . 
Go  thou  in  life's  fair  morning  . 
Great  God,  to  thee  my  voice  I  raise 


HYMS 

1 

14 
25 
55 
73 
87 
83 
89 
90 

70 

6 
47 
28 

3 
17 
15 

5 

Saviour  39 
80 
93 

89 
93 

79 
81 
91 


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INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 


Heaven])^  Father,  look  on  me  • 

Happy  the  children  who  betimes     . 
Happy  beyond  description  he  . 
How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears  • 
How  glorious  is  our  heavenly  King 
How  gracious  is  my  God 
Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

In  this  happy  school  we  meet  • 
In  the  bright  morn  of  life,  when  youth 
I  thank  the  goodness  and  the  grace 
In  every  trouble  sharp  and  strong    . 
If  you  will  turn  away  from  sin         • 

Jesus,  kind  Shepherd  of  the  sheep  . 

Jesus,  that  condescending  King  . 
Jesus  bids  me  seek  his  face 

Jesus,  who  reigns  above  the  sky  . 

Let  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord 
Let  us  unite  to  bless  the  Lord 
Iiord.  I  am  young,  thy  help  I  need    . 
Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart  . 

Lord,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes  .         . 
Lord,  teach  a  sinful  child  to  pray     . 
Lord,  leach  a  little  child  to  pray 
Lord,  renew  my  sinful  heart     . 
Lord,  I  would  own  thy  tender  care 
Lord,  I  ascribe  it  to  thy  grace  . 

My  Father,  hear  the  humble  prayer 

My  heavenly  Father,  I  confess 

Many  voices  seem  to  say  . 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  to  thee    . 

May  I  love  thee  and  adore  thee        • 

Morn  amid  the  mountains 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord    . 

Now  that  my  journey 's  just  begun  . 
Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood   . 

O  that  it  were  my  chief  delight 
O  'tis  a  lovely  thing  for  youth  . 
Our  evil  actions  spring     .        .        . 


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INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 


O  His  a  folly  and  a  crime 

Our  Father  in  heaven,  thon  madest  the  earth 

O  thou,  the  helpless  orphan's  hope    . 

Praised  be  the  Lord  that  love  is  shed 

Remember  thy  Creator  now     . 

Since  Jesus  loves  to  hear  his  praise 
Saviour,  like  a  Shepherd  lead  us  . 
Saviour,  may  a  little  child 
Soon  as  my  youthful  lips  can  speak 
See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand  . 
Suffer  me  to  come  to  Jesus       .         . 

The  morning  sky  is  bright  and  clear 
Those  children  who  a  prom.se  give 
Though  I  am  young,  I  have  a  soul  • 
The  Sabbath  morn  is  breaking 

Whene'er  I  take  my  walks  abroad . 
What  can  an  infant  do  .         . 

We  are  but  young,  yet  we  may  sing 
When  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne 
Whene'er  a  child  is  meek  and  mild 
When  my  cries  ascend  to  thee  • 

Whither  but  to  ihee,  O  Lord 
Why  should  we  spend  our  youthful  days 
Wnen  a  foolish  thought  within 
Within  these  walls  be  peace    .        • 

Young  children  once  to  Jesus  came 


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